It's hard to describe the unique, refreshing experience of reading Henry Green. Oblique, off-centre novels written with great psychological insight. They're not like any others I've read, though Virginia Woolf probably comes closest. I'll never forget the first time I came across him, and the strange, unsettling delight of the way he uses language. They were like a cold shower. They're for lovers of literature and language and what language can be made to do. The three novels collected here are particularly strong - it's sad to finish a Henry Green novel, because they're short, there aren't that many of them, and you won't ever get the chance to come to it freshly again.